Lyrics:
protection
[Chorus]
[Beanie Sigel]
It ain't a game I'm from Philly
Go by the name B. Siggy, Mac Milly, Mac Mittens
Broad Street Bully, Mac go fully,
rap to
Any girl walkin' through my hood if she's lookin' good
And if she's somethin' fine, I'll be humpin' hind
Let's get it on, ain't nuthin' wrong,
fear
Show me the one who brought you out here
I'll make him regret being so near
I'll make sure that everything's so clear
I'll be the one who helps
grind never stopping
Make a plan to become the man
Won't fall a victim, not to Uncle Sam
I'd be Goddamned if I don't make it out
Fuck sleeping on my
sadder than bad
I left her, I said, I want to forget about you, cause I don't want you anymore
I'll be playing music instead and I decided to go to bed
More of a musical wiser
So I advise you to get up and be done
Give me the bone, those motherfucking niggas really don't want none
Pop for the Wild-Wild,
to drive-by's they be callin
And you ain't know while you be kickin' that old shit
(Talk to me) we makin' hits
Platinum and gold shit (we don't stop)
I stay
to drive-by's they be callin
And you ain't know while you be kickin' that old shit
(Talk to me) we makin' hits
Platinum and gold shit (we don't stop)
I stay
nuts, then I (yeah)
Check my ball hair (what?), make sure it's all there (yeah)
Then call the pallbearer (yeah)
It's Music to Be Murdered By again, why
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
the fuck
Muthafucka could be located nigga could be touched
I'll stab ya ass up
And its up by the cut
I keep my rees(reeboks) strapped on tight
My
crew
You and your mother know don't go against, be on you
Mad career criminal, crimin' be like a hobby
Probably drinkin my notty or ill just
I don't need a deal to get rich
Two flip phones'll get me rich
I'll take a deal to get me legit
Every day, I be tryna quit
Streets callin', I'm
make his mama give me neck
Then go post it on the net, get the check then blow that shit
My ways set no changing it, O-dog in em no caging shit
Prix
Awhh yeah
Break me off some of the real players shit
What's up motherfuckers? This is Khayree
And I posted at this here
Spot with 2Pac, Mac-Mall
Ray
do
Can't go to bed mad
I'll do whatever it takes, to be back in my place by you
Baby we should just make up
Cause if we're fighting we can't make love
Meezy
When a bitch got a mouth and she don't pay to speak freely
Just go to bed, little bitch grab a sealy
You ain't soaking up this game, it's like I'm
the definition of a cult?
Whats the definition of a sex slave?
Go to the dictionary, look it up
Let me know, I'll be here waiting
Now I admit that I got some
(Helluva made this beat, baby)
Ayy
Ayy lil' Instagram ho, how much you fuckin' for? (And some head)
After me, go in that room and show some love
I, would just die
Go to Heaven and wait on you
Ooh, I think I like you
If you was a poem, I would recite you
The bed could be our ring, I wanna fight
Freak nasty super bad, earring in her tongue
Smell good, Prada bag, angel perfume cologne
I'm tryin' to have me that lipstick by Mac
Make like
get outta my bed today
Let me shut the blinds and sleep the headache away
I'll be good, just gimme some time
I'll be good, just gimme some time
I'm
by the pump, is that what you want?
Be easy nigga, I'll lay your ass out
Believe me nigga, that's what I'm about
Gangsta, you could find a nigga
by the pump, is that what you want?
Be easy nigga, I'll lay your ass out
Believe me nigga, that's what I'm about
Gangsta, you could find a nigga
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